Flashman and co

And so another chapter begins,or should it be continue's.After all, this has always been an Establishment led country,a who you know not what you know sort of regime.The old school tie brigade are well and truly back in force now at least. So what we are now supposed to swallow is the culture of the impersonal,the rather faceless and cut-out character's of the well scrubbed up(nee pinkish)ex public schoolboys who inevitably stuck together when ganging up on the chubby boy in the playground.
So when the dust has settled on the cutting room floor,a cut here,a plaster their,a bit of fudge and a lot of despair.
For me i am mourning the passing of personality,carved out of real life. The Cult of the Personal as it may become known.The Extinction of the distinction or definition. Style over substance,rhetoric above feeling,meaning not believing.
The new number two can morph into number one at a moments notice. The loyal fag to his superior flashman.
We will see how it plays out when Nick is challenged in the house to defend his principles,will David the gallant knight ride to his defence or laugh at him like all the rest? Perhaps we will see the re-making of old Labour values? but i don't see that somehow.The conveyer belt of new politics is irreversable now.The new model just tripping off of the production line.No more daring models,an Aston Martin or an E-Type Jag to sneekily covert.But rather something more mid-range more predictable more dull and certainly comotosed.
So nothing left to write home about or get the kids up late for a treat to watch pass by. But now a faceless model,instantly forgotten and disturbingly bland.Oh no what have we done.Are we really now in safe hands with our economy?Is this what it comes down too,i guess so for many. The cult of no personality,the politics of blandness and conformity and a lack of inspiration..i am already whistling a sad lament.